Pack Of Wolves

Early early this morning Carolyn, Corey, Ryan and I traveled to the old abandoned box cars along the bike path. That was all good and fun, but on the way back Ryan starts singing in a high pitched voice and all of a sudden we hear wolves howling in the distance. Considering it was pitch black and none of us wanted to get eaten, we ran a good porton of the way, until we got back to some of the houses. Fun stuff.


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